Redhawk Caldera But I can't fight anymore for you

He grimaced when she launched into the inevitable next phase of her response. She technically had begun to walk away from him- and whenever she was called out for it, she'd yell at him. Hysterically. He wasn't sure he'd seen her this upset before, and it was an ugly trait to have. 

He didn't like hearing that she'd waited here for him, not for Killdeer's sake. Then again, that might've been the case too but she was so wound up he wasn't sure that was a good point to make. Again, she was blaming him for leaving, and that she'd hated waiting for him. She seemed to resent him for her own choice to stay and wait for him to come back. 

It was all very exhausting for him. He couldn't raise his voice to meet her outburst. 

"Fenn. This isn't about trust. I just wanna be happy, and feel good the day we become mates. Not exhausted, not sick, not...Like this. Call me sentimental, but...I dunno. I want...A nice day. Maybe I take you to the seashore, and we let Killdeer play in the waves. And once we're all full of sunshine and salt and sand, we take him to a river, and have a splashing contest...And when he's all tired out, you an' I watch the sunset and then...I just...I want us to begin like that. I wanna look back years from now and remember that as the way we started our lives together, not...The way I feel right now." He said. "I'm not saying no. I'm just saying...When I have the energy to feel as happy as we're both owed."